Song of Solomon Chapter 6

1 Whither is thy
beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside?
that we may seek him with thee.2 My beloved is gone down into his
garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3 I [am] my beloved's, and my beloved [is] mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
4 ¶ Thou [art] beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as
[an army] with banners.5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have
overcome me: thy hair [is] as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.6 Thy
teeth [are] as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one
beareth twins, and [there is] not one barren among them.7 As a piece of
a pomegranate [are] thy temples within thy locks.8 There are threescore
queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.9 My dove, my
undefiled is [but] one; she [is] the [only] one of her mother, she [is] the
choice [one] of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her;
[yea], the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.10 ¶ Who [is] she
[that] looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, [and]
terrible as [an army] with banners?11 I went down into the garden of
nuts to see the fruits of the valley, [and] to see whether the vine flourished,
[and] the pomegranates budded.12 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me
[like] the chariots of Amminadib.13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return,
return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it
were the company of two armies.